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The younger two boys had their Holiday Program this morning from 9:30 am to 11:30 am. I was definitely NOT going to be able to make the full two hours, and had mentioned this to my darling wife at least 3 times over the past week. I know it’s more than 3, but to be fair let’s go with 3.

At 9:30 a.m. (on time I might add) I pull into the parking lot, and there’s a text on my phone, from Kat, that simply says “We are running late.” Shocking, I know. At 9:43 a.m. the ‘burban pulls in and the kids pile out like clowns from a car. Then follows our way-too-often kid-sprint across the parking lot because we’re late AGAIN.

Our 1-year-old’s class is about to go on-stage for their presentation while at the same time, our 3-year-old announces his need for a bathroom break. I take him in, he does his business, and all seems well…until we’re washing hands and I see my wife standing just outside the bathroom, glaring at me. Apparently the 1-year-old won’t follow the rest of the class, and only wants Dad. And Kat needs to find her seat.

I stay with our 1-year-old, his classmates, and their two teachers while Kat and the rest of the kids take a seat to watch the program. Now sure why or how, but I somehow go from working at my desk at 9:15 to singing Christmas songs (in SPANISH no less) on stage with a dozen 1-year-olds just 30 minutes later. I literally have no idea how all of this came together, but I can’t wait to see my facial expression in their “class photos.”

Santa arrived at 10:30 with 5 full garbage bags of presents. Apparently they were planning to give out presents to each & every kid – and their siblings – that attends the school. At 10:31 I told Kat that I was leaving. Yep, you guessed it – it was as if this was the first time I ever mentioned my plans to her! She said something like “so…you’re going to leave ME here with the kids while YOU go back to work?” It’s not like I was heading out for holiday shopping or a night of wings and football with the guys. I was going back to work!

I’m sure I’ll be welcomed back from WORK tonight, with open arms, after this post…I love you babe!

Comments

is this my husband posting under a pseudonym?! I hear “I have to go back to WORK” “WORK late/early” “Get some WORK done this weekend” a lot. It’s like work has become daddy’s escape route. I’m a SAHM who is with my kid 24/7 (even when he is here). mommies need to escape sometimes too.

when you get home from WORK, I hope you are carrying a dozen roses in your open arms, LOL!